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Yeah, Hopsin
Funk Volume
Come on
Keep sleeping on
Hollywood ass rappers
Bitch ass females, heh
That's enough to make a nigga flip
(VerseOne)
I erupt like a bomb, so give up the baton
I'll slap you after busting a fucking nut in my palm
Why you muggin me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from the song
See you can't stop me, cause I'ma brainwash teens
And create false dreams, cause it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic, ironic, symbolic, illuminatic, product
That's gonna be killed if I talk about it, shh
This industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper because all you suck
I sever the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree
Cause on a tombstone is as hard as their name will ever be
I'm judged by my wild image a lot
And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot
I do be offended by every sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts, and you aint killin them off, so listen
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole
Yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you
Tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah
(Verse Two)
I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside
You can say I have a bogus mind
I dim the lights down and close the blinds
Around his neck is where my rope was tied
I yanked on it till it broke his spine,(yeah)
Lately I've been fucking pissed off
Cause everybody's saying Lil Wayne spits raw
I start a big brawl, and slam his ass into a brick wall
And have a fat nigga sit on him Rick Ross
I don't play with this rap shit, I got no life, I stay in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a corny flow
So you can suck my fucking dick through a glory hole
I'm just being me, what you try'na hate for
All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claiming he skateboards
Yeah right that nigga can't even ollie,
Push him away on the dolly, not even Satan could stop me, what
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole
Yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you
Tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah
(VerseThree)
I'm probably the sickest mother fucker who don't get recognized
Eazy-E's wife's life somewhere now jeopardized
She signed me and I was set aside
For like three and a half years I don't think I remember why
I'm fucking dope, and this is my reward
That's wacker than the five-hundred dollars you signed me for
Eazy's dead now, yeah the labels finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore
You can't maintain what Eric built, (nah)
I know he's in his grave turnin like a Ferris wheel
Don't think your cool just cause you inherit mills
Bitch better skills, I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so I'm ferring real
I got some deep dark issues within
All because you lied and tried to pretend you a friend
Fuck ruthless!, bitch I'll never lend you a hand
And I'ma make sure nobody ever signed with you again, you know why
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole
Yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you
Tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah
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